Chapter 931

The little milk can was held in his arms from beginning to end, and his feet almost didn't touch the ground. At this moment, he was lying in the arms of a small fried dough stick, snoring and sleeping, and his saliva flowed on his shoulder.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Wen churan sat cross legged by the bed and fell into silence. It was like thinking about life.

The little fried dough sticks were curious about what Miss Wen was thinking. Should they be thinking about how to escape?

God, no!

Little fried dough sticks have been tortured by Wen churan's escape plan and don't want to escape!

It was night, Wen churan soaked in a hot water, washed away his fatigue, felt that even his bones were soft, and lay comfortably in bed like a pool of water.

She is chatting with Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng is too busy recently. Let her insist again and come to V country to pick her up in a few days.

Looking at the comforting text message, Wen churan held the palm of his hand, which relieved him a little.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

Turning his head, he saw Sheng Shimo's figure come in. Wen churan jumped up from the bed. He stood straight on the bed and looked down at the man. His wide eyes were full of vigilance.

When he saw her, he pursed his thin lips and held a smile at the corners of his mouth. After sitting down along the bed, he looked up and could only see the woman's nostrils and chin.

"I hear you've been busy all day?"

Wen churan is not a fool. She knows that this sentence is satirizing her.

I've been busy all day

I was busy running away, but I was busy in vain!

Sheng Shimo suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the woman's slender ankle and said carelessly, "I told you, you can't escape. You don't believe it. You have to try several times. How about it? How do you feel after trying? "

Feeling?

There's a feeling of beating his dog's head!

Wen churan smiled at the skin and didn't smile. "It feels good. I'm going to continue tomorrow."

In his prime, Mo slightly shook his head helplessly. It seemed that in his eyes, Wen churan was just a playful child, and her escape was just a matter of family.

Wen churan did what he said. The next morning, he continued to run away with a small milk can and a small fried dough stick.

Finally, I sat at the table and had breakfast.

After breakfast, Wen churan dragged his heavy footsteps back to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed as if he had lost all his strength.

"Miss Wen, if you have any escape plans, just finish them all at one time," said the little fried dough stick

Don't torture him one by one.

Wen churan shook his head.

No escape

She really believes it now. No matter how she escapes, she can't escape from Sheng Shimo's territory. She can only wait for mu city to come and rescue her.

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The dark and dirty prison was filled with a sinister smell.

Dead, depressed and lifeless, the instruments of torture in the center are still stained with blood, which makes this place even more terrible than hell.

In the corner of the prison made of iron railings, a small figure is shrinking into a ball. His clothes are in tattered condition, revealing his bruised skin and healed and unhealed wounds. The hair on his head is also cluttered into a lump, as if he hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

Poor but dirty appearance, people can't tell whether it's a man or a woman or not.

At this time, a white light suddenly appeared in the prison and disappeared like lightning. Then, a thin figure appeared out of thin air and floated over the poor man's head.